2021 was a year of change.
In the winter, I left Switzerland for Croatia. By summer, I had my digital nomad visa in Croatia. And by July, I had quietly, hopefully, sent of my application for a long-stay (D7) visa in Portugal.
I sent it off and waited.
And scrambled when there was one delay, then another. All the while hoping, hoping, hoping for Portugal to become my home base. A place to nestle down, settle in, weave myself into a new culture and language in a long-term way.
I’m happy to say that after nearly half a year of waiting, I finally have my visa. That small passport stamp that gives me permission to stay (and wait some more for my immigration appointment and a residence card).
And so fall in Portugal has blended into a cheerful, mostly blue-skied winter and I have started learning Portuguese, seeking out my favorite parks, exploring the fresh markets, making friends, and getting to know the country that I now call home.
It’s been awhile since I’ve had a home, and it’s time.